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52 used to sing in Weller's camp -- to the tune of "Halleluyah, I'm a bum ...." "Oh [[underline]] why [[/underline]] don't you work like the other folks do? - How the [[underline]] hell [[/underline]] can I work When there's [[underline]] no work to do! [[/underline]] Well, there is a bit of sleeping to be done. May I have dreams of calm seas, sunshine, - and Yangasa'! H. Namuka, July 11th Dear John Edward - We shall now all rise and sing the song beginning - "Just another day - y - - wasted away - ! Awoke this morning to a dead calm and ate my tin of salmon [[end page]] [[start page]] 53 while a gentle rain fell straight down. By 8 [[superscript] 30 [[/superscript]] the rain had stopped. Willy was optimistically packing a box of grub, etc. for Yangasa' so I took Willy No. 2 & we headed westward across the point to Namlan & thence along the coast to the foot of the highest hill on the south side of the island (240'). The story is that in a cave on top of this hill lie the bones of Namuka's most famous warrior - along with his spear (Tavaiongea). The old man has become sort of god and all the present generation avoid the spot like the plague. I left Willy No. 2 collecting land shells near the shore & using a knife, struck inland. I soon came to a vertical